Lords of the Old Ones? I thought it was a speed bump.

Chapter 30 The Seeds of Doubt

To be honest, Lin Jue wasn't very interested in mystery comics or novels.

For example, when Lin Jue was bored before he traveled through time and went to watch Detective Conan.

He often wondered why the murderer used such complicated methods to commit the crime.

The more complex the method, the higher the probability of being discovered.

Even if these killers are completely brainless, surely they couldn't have missed this?

For this reason, Lin Jue usually doesn't think too much and doesn't want to focus his attention on anything other than his muscles.

But at that moment, he had to consider a serious problem... namely, the identity of this charred corpse.

The presence of corpses means that someone has died, and the death of someone means a reduction in the number of people.

But none of the thirty-three survivors currently trapped in this paradoxical dimension are missing.

So where did this charred corpse come from? It couldn't have fallen from the sky, could it?

Just as Lin Jue was thinking this, Duan Hong hurriedly came to his side.

"What's going on?" He looked at the girl, whose face was pale with fright, and asked in a low voice:

Why is Li Rongrong so frightened? What did she see?

Duan Hong knew that Li Rongrong was usually a very bold and lively girl.

She is always poised and confident, even when facing her teachers, and never shows the slightest timidity.

But this usually cheerful and lively girl was now pale with fright, trembling all over, and her eyes were vacant as if they had lost their focus.

Even when her skirt was halfway down and her underwear was exposed, she didn't react at all... This is very abnormal.

Soon, several female classmates who knew her well went over to help Li Rongrong up, tidy her up, and brush the dust off her skirt.

Lin Jue glanced at the towering pile of ashes at his feet and whispered:

"Let's go over there first; this isn't really a suitable place to talk."

Seeing that he also had a serious expression, Duan Hong nodded and quickly organized the students to come to the vicinity of the half-dug downhill tunnel from yesterday.

Li Rongrong, who was almost delirious, was taken aside to lie down and rest.

Lin Jue then stood up and recounted what he had just witnessed.

I heard that a charred corpse was hidden in the fire at the back of the bus.

Everyone couldn't help but shudder, and they all understood why Li Rongrong had become like this.

If I'm not mistaken, Li Rongrong probably needed to use the restroom as soon as she woke up in the morning.

So, in a daze, I ran to the back of the bus to relieve myself.

Who knew that just as she walked over and was about to take off her skirt and squat down, she happened to see that thing... It would be a miracle if her sanity didn't plummet instantly.

But right after Lin Jue finished telling the story, Duan Hong frowned and said:

"So, someone was unfortunately murdered last night? But why didn't the students on night watch react at all?"

He had just questioned several of the Night's Watch members besides himself.

Everyone agreed that it was very quiet all night and they did not hear any unusual noises.

Moreover, compared to this, Duan Hong quickly discovered the most important strange thing... Who exactly died?

As the homeroom teacher, he was naturally very familiar with the students of Class 2, Grade 12.

After a short count, Duan Hong discovered that everyone in the class was present and accounted for.

Logically speaking, the fact that everyone survived should be something to be very grateful for, so how did that charred corpse come about?

Just as Duan Hong was thinking this, an even bolder and more terrifying idea suddenly arose in his mind.

Wait a minute, since the body was burned like that, there's no way we can identify it with our current conditions. Could it be... no way!

The moment this possibility came to mind, Duan Hong's expression changed, and his gaze toward the crowd became serious.

If someone was indeed tragically murdered last night, and the manner of their death makes their identity unknown.

Then the murderer who killed him could very well take the victim's identity and blend into the crowd openly.

An ordinary killer could not possibly do such a thing, but the "paradoxical demon" could.

According to Duan Hong, the Paradox Demon not only possesses intelligence comparable to that of humans, but also has many abilities that are unimaginable to ordinary people.

Furthermore, these bizarre creatures are extremely cunning. Rather than killing people, they seem to prefer using humans as toys, dismantling them to pieces after they've had their fill of playing with them.

The thought that a terrifying monster beyond human imagination might be lurking among these students is unbearable.

Duan Hong felt a chill in his hands and feet, and his scalp tingled, as if he might faint at any moment.

After all, this situation can't even be described as a wolf entering a flock of sheep; it's more like a good person entering a swarm of mutton.

The paradoxical demon could unleash a massacre here at any moment, turning everyone into gruesome, nameless, charred corpses.

Seeing their homeroom teacher's pale face, many students gradually realized that the situation seemed to be not good.

"So, who was that charred corpse? Who was killed?"

"But I see that everyone who should be there is there, and no one has disappeared."

"I just counted, there are eighteen boys and fifteen girls, the same as when they boarded the bus yesterday."

Before long, the students sitting together began to whisper among themselves.

Fear and doubt rose in everyone's hearts like wildfire.

They gradually realized that there might be something dirty around them that shouldn't be there.

"No...it can't be that bad." After a moment, Jiang Fanqian chuckled a few times and said:

"They're supposed to be perverse demons, so if they really wanted to kill us, they would have just done it. Why would they be so bored as to hide in the crowd like children?"

Jiang Fan only said that to comfort himself.

To everyone's surprise, Gao Guizhi, whose face was also pale, shook his head and said righteously:

"The nature of paradoxical demons is as cruel as an innocent child. They kill not for profit or survival, but simply for amusement. Such creatures are capable of anything."

According to Gao Guizhi, the paradoxical demon has disguised itself as a human and blended into the crowd countless times in the past.

Moreover, the Paradoxical Demon is not only incredibly cunning, but it can also disguise itself flawlessly, making it extremely difficult to uncover its true form.

Upon hearing what Gao Guizhi said, the students around him huddled together in fear and subconsciously moved further away from their friends.

After all, no one can be sure whether the person sitting next to them is human or not, so it's safer to keep a safe distance.

Before they knew it, the students who were sitting very close together gradually began to spread out.

The way they looked at each other now carried an unwarranted suspicion and scrutiny.

What should I do? How can I find the monster in the crowd?

Should the students conduct physical examinations on each other? Or should they come forward one by one to verify their identities?

Just as Duan Hong was looking serious and desperately trying to figure out what to do next,

Clang! A loud thud rang out as something stepped on the wooden plank.

Everyone looked in the direction from which the commotion came and discovered that Lin Jue was standing in front of the half-dug downhill tunnel.